Voltaic Wisp
"Stop lying. I'm not someone who just learned about the 'World of Curses.' You and I both know it takes years—decades, even—for a mortal to consistently feed their raw negative emotions to the curse core embedded in their heart to nourish it. Only then can they give rebirth to a curseling using their heart as a vessel to form a life bond between them. The only reason you'd tell me otherwise is because you want to make my death look like an accident. That way, you solve your problem—me—and cover your tracks," Layla argued with a sharp and unwavering voice as she crossed her arms tightly over her chest and her sharp gaze locked on her captor.
Years of working in the C.I.B. had taught her enough about 'World of Curses' to see through her deceit, as such her brain's reasoning triumphed over her heart's emotions. She silently thanked her lucky stars for not falling for the witch's temptation.